While spending two hours waiting for the car to be serviced yesterday, I continued working not on my writing, but on the writing of others -- 4H writing project entries. I'm the judge! What were they thinking?
I'm continually amazed at what incipient talent there is among the teens of America. I read some stuff that was as good as what I wrote as a teen -- which wasn't too bad -- and some stuff that was much better. I had to toughen myself up a lot, though ... it's so hard not to just slap "Grand champion" on all of them! Those that weren't great enough to get a blue ribbon right now are headed for greatness later, if they keep at it. Like I need the competition!